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FORTY FAHSUND FEVVERS ON A FRUSH (Forty Thousand Feathers On A Thrush) (Paul Boyle / Eddie Carroll) Billy Cotton & His Band BILLY COTTON: Now Johnny Brown from London Town was born in Lambeth Walk And now that Johnny's growin' up, they're teachin' 'im to talk Maybe in society, they think 'is accent's bad But down our street, they think that 'e's a credit to 'is Dad Johnny Brown was two today, what d'you think they heard 'im say Forty fahsund fevvers on a frush No one but a Cockney kid could say it the way that Johnny did Forty fahsund fevvers on a frush Mum was so excited, Dad was so delighted Bells in ev'ry steeple rang out to tell the people London's mighty proud today, another Cockney's learned to say Forty fahsund fevvers on a frush Now then fellows, after me, lets sing it like the BBC Forty thousand feathers on a thrush ALAN BREEZE: Nark it, cads, that's not the way BILLY COTTON: Now, what would Stuart Hibbert say ALAN BREEZE: Forty thousand feathers on a thrush BILLY COTTON: Purse the mouth politely ALAN BREEZE: Whet the whistle slightly BOTH: All together brightly, a-one, a-two (THE BAND: And the same to you) BILLY COTTON: Now turn it up you saucy clots, I'm comin' down there to do the lot (THE BAND: Forty fahsund fevvers on a frush) ALAN BREEZE: Professor William Cotton will now address the Gang And tell you all about the thrush in good old rhyming slang BILLY COTTON: Ev'ry little frush 'as got a weasel and a stoat When you say 'is weasel, you're talkin' to 'is throat Forty fahsund fevvers on a frush 'Is weasel is the lining of 'is bushel and peck A bump on the bushel is a pimple on the neck Forty fahsund fevvers on a frush First you've got 'is weasel, then you've got 'is bushel Next you've got 'is bubble, 'is bubble and squeak, 'is bloomin' beak Taken all together 'e's Richard the Third So when you get the Richard, they're a-givin' you the bird Forty fahsund fevvers on a frush (THE BAND: You wanna count 'em) Forty fahsund fevvers (THE BAND: Yus!) Forty fahsund fevvers (THE BAND: Yus!) Forty fahsund fevvers on a frush (Transcribed by Mel Priddle - February 2006)

    


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